Alex's story

It was in the springtime, I was 27 and had just found out I was accepted into a prestigious and extremely competitive college program. The first quarter alone was 26 credits and I would be routinely exposed to hazardous chemicals.

I remember every detail of the day I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend and I were already assuming I was and went to the nearest pregnancy center to get a free test and some information. When I saw the two lines (one line meaning not pregnant), my heart dropped to the floor.

I was 27 when I had my abortion. I was in a very controlling and abusive relationship with a man who was 20 years my senior. It was a very bad situation. 

I was a mother of 2 at the time. I was in my 30s and living in Canada. It was not an easy decision, but I knew in my bones that this was not the right time or place to have another child.

For a long while I was in an on-again, off-again relationship with a young man with major substance abuse issues (for the majority of my pregnancy he was in rehab). We broke up shortly after my daughter was born, but got back together several times.